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lisysturniolo · 1 month

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𝐍𝐄𝐖𝐁𝐎𝐑𝐍 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒

𝐃𝐀𝐃!𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒 𝐗 𝐏𝐎𝐂!𝐌𝐎𝐌!𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑

𝐀/𝐍: i’ve always wanted to write a plot for dad chris and i love it! thanks for all the support i appreciate you all!! 💕

9:30 am:

i woke up to the sound of the white noise coming from my nightstand. thank god i didn't wake up to the sound of crying. chris and i came back from the hospital about 6 months ago and our daughter, amaya, was born and she's been great.

i rub my eyes together and look at the crib next to our shared bed to see amaya still sleeping. i contently sigh to myself, knowing i had at least a few minutes to myself this morning.

i quietly get up from my bed and head over to the bathroom. i do my skincare, brush my teeth, and fix my hair before going back to my room, noticing amaya has woken up.

"hi baby." i smile down at my daughter. all she did back was give a tired smile. i pick her up out the crib and move over to chris's side of the bed. "we're gonna wake up daddy."

i sit down near the edge where chris was sleeping. i stroke and kiss his cheek. he hums and shifts under the covers before sitting up. "who's that? is that dada?" i say, laughing softly with my amaya.

"hey kiddo, c'mere." he says, taking her from my arms. he holds her tightly to his chest and gestures for me to come closer. "morning mama," he says, kissing my neck.

10:45 am:

after we had breakfast, we were supposed to go shopping, so we did exactly that.

"okay baby, lets put your shoes on." i grab amaya's shoes and start to put the on her and chris brings he jacket from upstairs to me. i put that on her as well and put her in the carseat. "aren't you just the cutest thing?" i kiss her cheek and put her in the car.

chris comes down from the house and gets into the car. "you ready?" he asks me.

"mhm," i murmur out, already tired and the day hasn't even started.

12pm:

when we had gotten back from the store and amaya was already down for her nap, chris and i lay on the couch, watching tv. we're in a cuddling position where i'm laying in a ball on his lap and chest and he's supporting me.

"you know," i start. "you're a really good dad."

he chuckles lightly and let's out an, "i try, mama."

"i mean helping out with her jacket this morning, the groceries, picking them out and bringing them in..."

"baby, i do this everyday, why are you just saying something now?"

"i'm just lucky to have you." i kiss his jaw.

"see that ring on your finger?" he points to the ring. "we made a deal, and this all comes with that."

i laugh, "i love you."

"i love you more." he kisses my head.

#𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒚'𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁˖ . ݁#chris sturniolo #matt sturniolo #nick sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #nicolas sturniolo #chris x reader #chris sturniolo x reader #sturniolo fluff #chris sturniolo fanfic #sturniolo fanfic #chris sturniolo fluff #dad!chris sturniolo

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pettydollie · 3 months

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DAD!CHRIS BC THE MATT ONES WERE AMAZINGGGG

I GOTCHU BABYY

so remember how matt in my eyes is a girl dad? chris has both genders. not two, maybe three or more kids bc i feel like hed want an army lmao

WAIT STOP yk how chris has a few betty boop tees? IMAGINE HIS DAUGHTER DRESSING UP AS BETTY BOOP FOR HALLOWEEN.

daddy daughter dates

hes buying them ice cream all the time

hes the type of dad to show his kids how to treat a woman. he's constantly buying u flowers and winking at the kids when u kiss him on the cheek to thank him

this also means that ur kids have grown accustomed to the constant kissing/pda and they really dont mind it after a while

and lets say they're all planning something devious or like a surprise or something, someone will suggest something involving u and another is like "nah, you know how dad is about her. he'll ground us all for life" which is obviously a joke because chris doesnt believe in grounding his kids

which leads to this next point: you guys dont even ground your kids. you punish them a lil maybe by like taking their phone or something but your kids are pretty well behaved overall

when theres babies, hes always making them giggle by doing silly things like pretending to be a rock star and play on his fake guitar (bonus, he makes the sounds with his mouth like a little kid aww)

u guys take ur kids out alottt. like aint none of them an ipad kid

takes ur daughters to top golf for little dates :,)

dancinggg always !!

u guys teach ur kids to cook and it always gets super messy LOL but its so fun

chris tries to teach ur kids that they dont ever have to be embarrassed around u guys. we all know that chris is a weirdo but so r u!! thats one of the reasons why ur kids love u guys so much because u arent afraid to be.. well, weird lmao.

chris doesn't like taylor's swift music.. but his eldest daughter does. she is OBSESSED. she collects the vinyls and CD's and she's always making him listen to the album lore, about her exes, and her taylor's version predictions. he comes to kinda deal with hearing her music around the house and just comes to accept it lol

#dad chris #𝓬𝓱𝓻𝓲𝓼 𝓼𝓽𝓾𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓸𝓵𝓸 #sorry this was shorter than matt's lol #i might add to it later #chris sturniolo #chris fluff #chris sturniolo fluff #christopher sturniolo #chris sturniolo x y/n #chris sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo x fem reader #dad chris sturniolo #dad!chris sturniolo #sturniolo triplets

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pearlzier · 1 month

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“why the fuck did this shit just squirt on me,” matt's gaze narrowed at the four year old in front of him, brows raising for a moment before he yelped as he felt your hand hit him upside the head. he glared at you, “what was that for?”

“you can't swear in front of my niece!” you gawk, ruffling his hair gently to apologise for whacking him.

“okay, but, what is this,” he lifted the LOL doll, staring the shit out of it as it makes him severely uncomfortable. the little girl, however, seems positively thrilled by it spewing water whenever you filled it up and squeezed it. she giggled and clapped her hands, and matt merely huffed, proceeding to fill the doll back up with water.

“it's uh,” you grab the piece of paper with names scribbled on them, trying to find where your niece had named her dolls, and soon landing on the name, “chrissy?” matt practically burst out laughing, causing your niece to also laugh too even if she didn't actually know what was happening.

“s'this chrissy, kid? yeah?” he waved the doll around, gently holding it for her and watching as it spewed water from its mouth and made her giggle again. “like uncle chrissy? yeah, that's my girl.”

your heart practically melts, as you watch your boyfriend and your niece play together. he lifts his gaze to yours and he smiles, humming under his breath, “you look a lot like her,” your niece looks a lot like your sister, sure, but matt thinks you two look similar. both incredibly pretty, and adorable. “you two smile exactly the same.”

he looks between the both of you and that only corroborates his claims, and he nods his head again, watching as the little girl handed him a stuffed toy from her toy box. he held it gently in his hands, and he giggles softly. “come sit with us, pretty sure me and the kid are scared of you bein’ up so high.”

you were only sat on the bed, but fair enough, the kid didn't have a great sense of scale from her tiny height. conceding almost instantly, you find yourself sat beside matt, arm to arm, as your niece hands you two various things to play with. “fluffy,” she mumbles at the toy that matt's holding, and he nods gently.

“fluffy toy? or are they called fluffy?” matt looks at you for answers, blue eyes wide and soft. he's so at ease right now, it makes you feel at ease. “wait, look at the uh..” he snaps his fingers, “the list.”

you grab the list once more and your niece stabs a chubby finger at a name on the list, one that says ‘bartholomew’. you and matt both stare at it for a moment, then look up at the baby, then at eachother, and matt says exactly what you're thinking in the first place—“can she even pronounce that..?”

no, she can't, clearly, since the slurry of siunds that slipped from her wet lips were not nearly anything close to the word, ‘bartholomew’. the two of you burst into little giggles and lean against eachother. it's adorable, it's wholesome. even the kid can see it. “uncle matt?”

“yeah, kid?” he speaks up, not looking at the girl but still putting his full attention into talking to her despite the fact he's trying to set up her barbie car.

“do you like auntie?” she bats her lashes idly, chewing idly on her bottom lip as her chubby fingers tug at matt's shirt. he lifts his gaze to hers, his head leant against your shoulder. the question makes both of your brows furrow, and he nods, answering after a second.

“‘course i like auntie, she's my girl,” he says naturally, which too makes your heart warm. matt looks over at you and he interlaces your fingers together, holding your hand for a moment before he looks back at the kid with a little tilt of his head. “why you askin’, hun?”

his gaze searches hers as he sits cross-legged, and he nods his head for her to continue, tone gentle. “uhm.. are you gonna marry auntie?” matt's eyes widen and he swiftly lets go of your hand out of pure instinct.

your gaze flits to his, and when he sees that, he soon clasps your hand into his again, squeezing it. “if she wants to, sure. one day,” god fucking god, he's perfect, you say to yourself. you knew it already however this solidifed it. his blue eyes meet his and he smiles, leaning into your shoulder. “one day, kid.”

your niece seems very happy to hear this, and she continues playing with her toys like literally nothing had happened. like she really hadn't just given you two something to talk about when your sister came and picked the kid up. “you really mean that?” you spoke up after a little moment, eyes searching his as you shifted yourself a little closer.

“mean it, baby,” matt admits, leaning over to press a kiss to your shoulder with an arm around you before your niece decides conveniently that she wants something to eat. not from you, but from matt. “uncle matt? wan’ sumthin’ to eat..”

“you hungry? aight, c'mon,” he releases you gently and holds out his hand for the little girl so the two of them can head over to kitchen, before matt holds his hand out for you too. he offers a gentle smile, “i'll make somethin’ for you too.”

hey, who can say no to that? you push up off of the floor and you grasp his hand, the three of you making your way down to the kitchen. your niece bounces happily, just happy to be accompanied by her auntie and her uncle.

you realise, a little surprised with yourself that it's taken so long, that matt would make a perfect father. and that maybe that conversation you have is gonna change your lives a little more than you thought.

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a/n ┆i am so full of ideas to write oh my god ୭ ✧ ˚. ᵎᵎ ✶

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stvrniclo · 30 days

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hi hi <3 this is just a lil dad!matt drabble bc he's so cutie patootie ughhhh ✧₊⁺

૮ ․ ․ ྀིა dad!matt x mom!reader ୭ 🩰 ✧ ˚. ᵎᵎ

you look at yourself as you stand in front of the mirror, contemplating whether or not the white dress you were wearing would be suitable for an outing with matt and your daughter blaire.

"mm.. 's okay, i guess," you mutter to yourself, pretty much. matt sat across from you on the other side of the room, with blaire sat in his lap as he watched her in adoration. "what'd you say, baby?" he asks, suddenly looking up at you through his pretty blue eyes, eyebrows slightly raised.

"oh, i was jus' wondering if this dress is okay," you say, doing a little twirl to show it to matt. "you look so cute, mama bear," matt grins shyly at you. you could see the faintest shade of pink in his cheeks.

"thank you," you giggle, flattered. you finish fixing your dress from the front, but you clearly struggle with zipping it from the back. matt noticed, though, and gently placing blaire on the bed, he makes his way over to you.

"i'll do it for you, baby," matt says, placing one hand around your waist and the using the other to hold onto the zip as he pulled it up carefully. "'s done," he says once he's finished.

"thank you, matty," you say softly. matt plants a kiss on your neck before returning his attention to blaire, who sat with one of her toys in her hand, giggling as she examined it closely. it was a fuzzy sheep, with rounded pink ears and blue eyes.

"you like snowy, sweetheart?" matt said softly, sitting down next to your daughter. "snowy makes you happy?" blaire nodded, overcome by the most adorable fit of giggles. matt looked up at you now, saying, "babe, look! our baby's so fuckin' cute!" the happiest smile played on your boyfriend's lips. seeing matt so happy made your heart melt, so much that you didn't even care to tell him off for swearing in front of the baby.

"you're mommy and daddy's pretty little baby, hm?" matt cooed, softly pulling blaire back into his lap. "you're so fuckin' precious, you know that?"

"matty, cut down on the swearing, love," you finally say playfully, hooking your necklace from the back and slipping into your shoes. matt ran a hand through his hair. "sorry, angel, i keep forgetting."

"it's okay, baby, jus' remindin' you," you giggle, padding over to give matt a kiss. he stands up from the bed, blaire carefully tucked under one arm, the other he wraps around you. one of your hands is placed over matt's chest and you interlock the other with blaire's. you press a soft, swift kiss to his lips, and then you and matt, blaire in his arms, make your way outside, to have a little day out, as a family.

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🪞𓍢ִ໋🍓♡ as always thank u for readinggg ( and i hope u liked it hehe ) !! lots more drabbles / fics / whatever coming soon !! ty for all the likes and reblogs lately, love u all to bits ♡︎

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tastesousweet · 22 hours

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Can we get a toxic!babydaddy Matt fic like I’m craving something about my man like it’s been days and I haven’t eaten

⭒ blurb : toxic!bd matt who . . .

toxic!babydaddy matt x poc!reader

warnings: toxic relationship, dad!matt (i understand if u don’t fw it), idk what else :P

mickey speaks: this is kinda different for me so ty for the req!! ik this is just a little headcannon set but i hope you luv this anon 💐

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TOXIC!BABYDADDY MATT WHO . . . brings some girl he’s been “hanging out with” to your daughter’s third birthday party just to piss you off

he’d then get mad when you ignore him and his “friend” the entire party…

he’d come up to you as you watch your daughter play on the decorated playground from afar, “the fuck you bein’ petty for, y/n? i thought we were cool with seeing other people?”

“well i just think it’s rude, you didn’t tell me you were bringing anyone else. i don’t care who she is or what you two do it’s annoying from a planning perspective.”

“that’s my bad… you look good though,” he’d glance around for a second before coming behind you and hooking his arm on your neck.

he’d whisper in your ear while you both stare out at your lively daughter, “can’t believe she’s so big now… lookin’ just like her pretty mama.”

you’d roll your eyes and shoulder matt off of you, “matt, go fuck on the bitch you brought here. and stop saying shit like that to me.”

“jesus- watch your language there’s kids everywhere, y/n.”

you blankly stare at him and his cocky smirk that just aggravates you to pieces, “go awayyy, matt.” you whine out and pinch your eyes with a sigh.

and he laughs because everything’s a fucking joke to him.

TOXIC!BABYDADDY MATT WHO . . . your friends hate but you will always have a soft spot for, he is your daughter’s father after all

TOXIC!BABYDADDY MATT WHO . . . sends hundreds of roses to your doorstep for mother’s day

when you text him a picture of the ridiculous bouquets with a “????” he immediately facetimes you, “for the best mama in the whole world. you like ‘em?”

you shake your head and hide a smirk beneath your hand to scold him, “you do too much, matt.”

“uh huh i knew you’d say that…” he’d then ask to see his favorite girl, “now where’s my baby at?”

TOXIC!BABYDADDY MATT WHO . . . can’t mind his business to save his life. he’s always asking you questions about your personal life; and you always shut him down

TOXIC!BABYDADDY MATT WHO . . . can sometimes be a little too desirable when he drops your daughter off at your place (dressed nicely, smelling good, eyes bright yet droopingly eye-fucking you, etc), leading you to invite him in for a glass of wine or two

TOXIC!BABYDADDY MATT WHO . . . you sometimes find in your bed again when you feel particularly lonely and nostalgic

TOXIC!BABYDADDY MATT WHO . . . loves the few times he gets to to wake up to his daughter pulling on his hand and you by his side, fast asleep

TOXIC!BABYDADDY MATT WHO . . . tends to start arguments from the smallest things to get you to talk to him longer than you need to

TOXIC!BABYDADDY MATT WHO . . . will always put effort into being a great father (which you respect) despite never putting that same effort into your relationship

TOXIC!BABYDADDY MATT WHO . . . makes sure you’ll never forget he loved you first and is connected to you far deeper than any other man ever could be

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dominicfikue · 29 days

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𝐨𝐨𝐨. 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 . . . featuring christopher sturniolo.

pairing. dad!chris, poc!reader & fem!oc kid

beware of. fluff fluff and more fluff! mentions of sickness like once. pet names/nicknames. small suggestive piece.

✶ ׅ ࣪ headline. hc’s to show you a glimpse of how your morning goes with your husband, chris & your three year old, elora.

⌖.˚◌ unlike you and chris, elora is the definition of an early bird! she wakes up at 7:00 AM every single morning, right on the dot. she’s dressed in her favorite hello kitty onesie as she rubs her eyes & starts her morning.

⌖.˚◌ elora skips down the hallway to you & chris’ shared bedroom, her deer stuffed animal tucked tightly in her arm as she jumps onto the california king, giggles erupting from her throat.

⌖.˚◌ chris wakes up first— as always, a sleepy smile taking over his features as he hears his insanely energetic daughter next to him. he turns over to face her, his arms open wide for her to jump into. once she does, he places kisses all over her face, making the girl laugh even harder.

“looks like someone isn’t sick anymore. good morning, lora. you sleep good?” he says, his hand quickly moving her curls out of her face.

“mhm! can we wake up mama?” a small gasp of excitement escapes from her as her eyes light up, the thought of you all being awake right now sounding like literal disneyland to her.

⌖.˚◌ he would pretend to think about it, his lips in a tight line as he strokes his stubble. after a couple seconds, he shakes his head no causing the girl to frown. he mirrors her expression before speaking.

“let’s make breakfast first then we’ll wake her up, alright?” he offers. he waits for her to nod in agreement before picking her up so they can make their way downstairs to the kitchen.

⌖.˚◌ after a couple fails and almost burning the house down, breakfast is finished! chris calls elora from her spot on the couch, asking her to go wake you. she smiles and rushes out an “okay!” before going on her mission.

⌖.˚◌ once she gets to the top of the steps, nothing but the word “mommy!” can be heard within a ten mile radius. she yells it like a chant as she opens your door. you quickly jolt awake, heart racing as you look around the room. when your eyes land on elora and her toothy grin, you visibly relax before getting up and walking toward her.

“jesus, e.. you almost gave me a heart attack!” you exclaim as you kneel in front of her.

“sorry mama! daddy told me to come wake you. oh! and breakfast is ready.” she explains as her body sways side to side.

⌖.˚◌ you grimace at the thought of chris even touching the stove but nonetheless, you thank her, kiss her cheek & grab her hand before going downstairs.

⌖.˚◌ when you reach the kitchen, you’re met with chris, stuffing his face like no tomorrow. he slowly looks up at you as he swallows the rest of his bagel, a grin growing on his pale face. meanwhile, elora takes her plate and marches into the living room to continue watching bluey.

⌖.˚◌ you grab your food from the counter before sitting next to chris. he leans over to sneak a small & quick kiss on your lips. you smile and take a bite of your eggs before speaking.

“good morning, baby. thank you for making breakfast, i seriously needed to sleep in today.” you exhale as you take another bite.

“you don’t gotta thank me, mama. i always got u. we got any plans today?” he questions, running a hand through his freshly cut hair. you nod as you try to remember where you guys are going.

“grocery store and um… foot locker. i saw these cute shoes that i wanna get for e.” you tell him. he mumbles an “alright” before kissing you one more time, getting up and taking his plate to the sink.

⌖.˚◌ you & elora now stand in her bathroom as you do her hair. you decided to do a slick back bun so the two of you can match. you’ve all done your hygiene; showered, brushed your teeth, skincare, etc. all that’s left now is getting ready.

⌖.˚◌ as you brush her hair back, chris walks in and stands behind you, his hands on your waist and his head resting on your shoulder. you hum as you loop the elastic band around elora’s hair.

⌖.˚◌ dramatic as she is, she makes a hiss sound when it snaps back onto her head. you can’t do anything but roll your eyes at her antics. you do your last finishing touches on her hair before letting her run back into her room to play until its time to go.

⌖.˚◌ as soon as she leaves, chris places open mouth kisses on your neck— his hands gripping harshly at your hips. you let this continue for a minute or so before turning around and looking at him. this was the first time that you took in his appearance since earlier this morning & god did he look good.

“you look good… almost a little too good.” you state, kissing the man softly as you tug on his hair.

“mmm.. say it again n i might have to put another baby in you.” he whispered against your lips, a smile tugging at his own.

⌖.˚◌ your jaw drops to the floor when the last words leave his mouth. you quickly swat at his chest, scolding him as you turn back around to face the mirror. he raises his hands in surrender before connecting one of them with your asscheek. he laughs like it’s the funniest thing in the world as he runs out of the bathroom to hide.

⌖.˚◌ elora looks up from her spot on her bed, confused on why her dad is hiding in her closet like a mad man. she shrugs it off and focuses back on her barbies. you let out an exasperated sigh as you look at your reflection.

its only morning.

solai speaks 𝜗𝜚. did i do these right? probably not but its cute so who cares??? elora fr be in her own world!! also dad!chris is literally my man hello? enjoy!!!

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christhopersturniolo · 1 month

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୨ DAD HEADCANONS ୧

SUMMARY: How I think Matt would act as a dad.

WARNINGS: None (you'll probably fall even more in love with him after this)

NOTES: This is my personal opinion, If you don’t agree with something let me know in the comments!

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INSTEAD - After you get pregnant, Matt starts paying even more attention to every little thing you do. He wants to make sure you are comfortable. If you say you are thirsty, he will show up with a bottle of water. If you say you are not comfortable in bed, he gets you more pillows.

He sees you getting up from the couch randomly, getting his attention. “Hey what is it? Do you need something that I can get you?” You chuckle seeing how worried he is. “Relax Matt, I’m just going to the bathroom.”

GENDER - Matt doesn’t really mind about the kid gender, he’s just happy over the fact he is having a baby with you. But I’m pretty sure he would be a girl dad.

ARGUMENTS - Matt refuses to argue with you in front of the children.

“Seriously, what’s wrong with you?!” You say, slightly louder than you should. You can see the frustration in his eyes. “Just answer me already!” He sighs. “Listen, I understand that you’re upset, but i’m not letting you do this in front of the kids alright?” He cups your cheeks with his hands and gives you a small peck on the forehead. “We will sort this out once they’re in bed, okay, sweetheart?”

GIRLY - If his daughter ever asks to paint his nails or play with his hair, he's one hundred percent down for it. Honestly, he’s down for anything their kids ask for.

COMMUNICATION - He ALWAYS tries to resolve arguments with his kids talking, he never hits them or raises his voice at them.

BOYFRIENDS - If his daughter ever starts dating, he would make sure to interrogate the boy like his life depends on it.

TOYS - He is constantly buying them new toys, stuffed animals, cute clothes, everything to make them happy, but of course not to the point were they get spoiled.

YOUTUBE - He would still try his best to keep up with the youtube videos. Of course sometimes he won’t be able to be there, but if he can, he will. Matt would love to put his kids in the videos (if they want to show up, of course) when it’s vlogs and challenges.

SUBSTANCES - Matt explains them how bad it is to drink, smoke or have any kind of drugs, so under his roof that is not happening.

TOGETHER - He wants to be present in every moment of their lives. Even if for some reason the two of you are no longer together and you have custody of the kids, he will be there for anything.

BOSTON - The visits to Matt's hometown will be way more frequent so that Marylou and James can see their grandchildren.

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that was it! i hope you have enjoyed it! give me your opinion in the comments!

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sugrhigh · 2 months

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FAMILY TIES - ( m.s & c.s )

REQUESTED**

summary- you, matt, and chris go to a bruins game with the kids

warnings- none i don’t think!

girl dad!matt and boy dad!chris

a/n: i tried so hard to write this well and im still not sure if im satisfied, but i hope u enjoy!! kinda short but i think after this weeks podcast we all need a bit of fluff lol

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“it’s ridiculous that you always wear my clothes better than i do.” matt speaks, interrupting you as you stare at yourself in the full-length mirror.

you’re in one of his many bruins sweatshirts, which is a little too big for you so you have one side tucked into the pocket of your jeans.

you pad over to give him a quick kiss, hand pressed to his chest. “you still look very handsome.”

“thank you, babe.” he gives you a tiny pat on the ass, which still to this day makes your cheeks ignite.

your daughter, eve, comes flying around the corner into your bedroom moments later, almost running right into her dad. she’s all dressed up for the occasion too, clad in her mini bruins jersey.

“woah, slow it down there partner.” he scoops her up into his arms easily, and her eruption of laughter makes you smile.

“can we go now?” eve says through giggles.

“you don’t want to wait for uncle chris and parker?” you ask knowingly, and she sighs, leaning her small head against matt’s chin.

“i guess.”

as if on que, there’s a loud pounding on the front door, and you hear it open. eve’s face lights up, and she claps her hands together in excitement.

“they’re here, they’re here!”

“we’re here evie!” chris calls back, and the smile is clear in his voice.

matt sets your daughter down so she can run for the stairs, the both of you following closely behind her.

parker is hiding behind chris’s legs, one hand grabbing onto his dad’s black cargos for safety. the second eve comes rushing toward him, though, he opens right up as always.

they hold each other tightly for a second as you finally reach the bottom of the grand staircase, which gives you time to pull chris into a quick embrace too.

“good to see you, as always.” you grin, and he matches your expression.

“i can never turn down some family time.”

matt chuckles a little, clapping his brother on the back as they hug next. “you just want an excuse for me to drive so you can get a drink.”

“well, i can’t turn that down either.” chris jokes back.

“alright, who’s ready for some hockey?” you ask, mainly to eve and parker, who both bounce around with each other happily.

“me!”

“me too!”

you herd everyone into the car and get the kids situated in their respective booster seats beside chris. there’s always an extra in your vehicle, just in case parker is around, which is often.

you love the little guy. he really is like a mini version of his dad, and chris’s wife is gorgeous too, which also shows in his face. you were so upset when you found out she was sick, but she insisted you guys needed to go enjoy without her, so here you are.

most of the drive to the garden is spent singing along to the radio and keeping eve and parker in check. as cute as they are together as cousins, they’re also trouble. to be fair, they’re only three, so it’s in their nature.

you used to think that eve got her rebel streak from her father, but matt insisted it’s a trait that came from you. as the time went on, you realized that she’s definitely inherited it from your side of the family.

thinking about it makes you grin a little bit to yourself. she’s definitely equal parts of you and matt.

eve’s voice interrupts your thoughts, almost like she knew what was going on in your brain.

“are we there mommy?”

“almost, i promise.”

“pinky?” parker chimes in next.

“oh, of course.” you fully lean across the center console so you can extend your pinky finger to him.

he loops his own little hand with yours and shakes it, and you do the same with eve.

it seems like only seconds later you’re pulling into the arena’s parking deck, and the kids start kicking in their seats eagerly.

chris unbuckles them and helps them out into the chilly air as you round the corner of the car. thankfully they’re both all bundled up in their outfits, even complete with their little matching bruins beanies that matt had picked out months ago.

the whole walk toward the entrance, chris and matt take turns swinging parker and eve between themselves, and you’re all still laughing as you approach security.

matt scans the tickets and suddenly you’re meshing with the crowd, keeping the kids close as you head for concessions first.

the rink is all lit up as you finally make your way to your seats minutes later, equipped with two beers, two sodas, and two tubs of popcorn.

the kids munch happily from their seats as they watch warm-ups, just a couple rows back from the glass. you can’t help but beam, sneakily taking pictures of the two of them together because it just warms your heart.

“looking at the two of them kind of makes me want more, you know.” matt leans over from the seat on the other side of you, breath tickling your ear.

you nudge him playfully, though it makes your pulse skyrocket as you turn to look at him.

“just say the word.”

it’s his turn to go slack-jawed, and he has to clear his throat to force himself to stop thinking about the possibility of more children with you, the woman he fucking adores.

you’d never really talked about it after eve, since you were both so hyper-focused on her as new parents. plus, she’s always had her cousin every step of the way.

but maybe she’d like having a little brother or sister of her own.

“maybe they can stay at chris’s place tonight?” matt thinks out loud.

“let him drink that beer a little longer and i’m sure you can convince him.” you grin as you take a sip of your own.

a few minutes later the arena gets dark as the announcer hypes up the crowd, and you’re (mostly) all on your feet cheering once the bruins skate onto the ice.

parker is piggy-backing on chris’s shoulders, arms flung around his neck as his dad supports him. you’ve got eve on your hip so she can get a good view as well, watching the players while the spotlights focus in on the rink.

her eyes are as wide as saucers, like she’s totally entranced by the noise and the movement.

“daddy, look!” eve points at them excitedly, leaning in your arms so she can glance over at matt.

“i know baby! isn’t it cool?” he feeds into her enthusiasm with a wide grin.

your heart soars as you transfer her into matt’s arms, watching as he ruffles her beanie a little bit so she shrieks with laughter. it’s precious, watching him treat her like the little princess she is.

the national anthem plays shortly after, and the game officially begins. you watch as he points out players to eve, telling her different fun facts about each of them.

chris is bopping parker around on his back to the beat of the music, and he smiles along with his dad.

for a moment, you’re completely consumed by your own thoughts, so thankful for this little found family of yours. you turn your head to look at matt, and he meets your eyes immediately.

“i love you.” you mouth, unable to contain your smile.

“i love you more.” he mouths back.

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vanteguccir · 3 months

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Daddy's favorite girl | Matt Sturniolo

Matt Sturniolo x reader | Dad!Matt Sturniolo x Daughter!Eloise

Summary: Where Matt realizes that his daughter, Eloise, has him tied up in her pinkie.

Warning: None.

Requested?: No.

Author's note: That is my work, I DON'T authorize any plagiarism! | English isn't my first language, so I'm sorry if there's any grammar error.

PS.: Just a little thing that I wrote today after I went to the market and saw a cute little scene between a father and daughter! (I've posted this earlier, but I deleted it accidentally and just realized it)

PS. 2: I'm already working on a Matt x reader based on today's video of Sam and Colby ft Sturniolo Triplets, so stay tuned!! I'm probably going to post it tomorrow 🩷

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"Matt!" Y/N called from the kitchen, lifting her chin so that her voice echoed better throughout the house, turning her attention back to the items in front of her as she began preparations for lunch.

"Daddy!" Eloise's thin, excited voice echoed through the kitchen, catching Y/N's attention, who momentarily turned back, her eyes finding her daughter.

Eloise sat cross-legged on her fluffy pink carpet, scattered around her were barbies while her little fingers held a mini pink pan and a mini purple spoon. In front of her, almost on top of her white sock-clad feet, she had a mini board with fake vegetables of all colors. The little girl had asked that her mother give her her kitchen toys, wanting to imitate her.

Eloise had an area with toys in each room of the house, and in the kitchen it was between the refrigerator and the counter, with a child-sized stove and refrigerator in neutral colors, full of plastic kitchen items in all colors, and a pink carpet on the front.

"Hi, my little dove." Matt replied, having entered the kitchen seconds after his wife called him.

The man went to his daughter, bending down momentarily and kissing her head covered in curly brown hair - exactly like his -, tied with a pink bow. The smell of children's shampoo and neutral perfume filled Matt's nostrils, making his heart warm from the scent he loved so much.

Matt stood up seconds later, walking over to his wife - who had returned her attention to the vegetables in front of her. His arms wrapped around her baby blue apron covered waist, resting his large hands on her very much pregnant belly while his head rested on Y/N's covered shoulder, kissing the area gently.

"Hi, mama. You look so beautiful today." Matt's voice was low and husky. Y/N felt her face heat up, as if this wasn't the tenth time he'd said that to her that day alone.

The effects that his pregnant wife had on Matt were enormous, he felt his legs getting weak and his heart racing every time he looked at her, besides the arousal, which had increased at least twice as much. Y/N joked that he was worse than her when it came to hormones, and she was the one carrying his second baby.

"I need you to go to the market for me, please. We're out of tomatoes and peppers, and I'm going to use them in the vegetable gratin I'm making." Y/N asked, smiling sideways with Matt's hot breath so close to her as kisses were planted on her shoulder.

"Okay, I'm going to the grocery store around the corner." He informed, earning a nod from Y/N.

Matt and Y/N lived in a house situated in a very homely neighborhood, which had everything nearby: grocery store, butcher's shop, school, pharmacy, etc., which made the couple's day-to-day life easier, reducing the need for use as much car as they needed when they lived in downtown LA.

"Daddy, where are you going?" Eloise asked, raising her big blue eyes, which were now looking intently at her father who was about to walk through the kitchen door with their house keys and his wallet in hand, which he took from the counter.

"Daddy's going to the market, baby." Matt turned around, giving his daughter his full attention as he answered her.

"I want to come along! Mommy, can I go with daddy, please?" The little girl asked, getting up carefully so as not to fall - as had happened several times before because of her haste -, standing on top of her carpet and looking at her mother, her little hands holding the skirt of her pink dress with white ruffles.

Y/N turned to her daughter, pressing her lips in a thin line when she saw the girl's expression, eyes wide and lips in a pout, holding herself back from laughing at the similarity between her and her husband.

"Okay, you can go. But promise me you will be a good girl and listen and obey your father, remember what mommy taught you." Y/N spoke with a soft expression on her face, but serious voice. "And when you come back, be prepared to put away your toys, missy."

Eloise nodded her head repeatedly, smiling big and taking careful steps off the carpet, afraid of steping on her toys. Seeing that she was out of reach of the barbies and pans, she quickly walked towards her father, raising her arms and waiting to be picked up.

Matt, who observed the interaction between his wife and daughter, smiled a smile identical to Eloise's, bending down and picking her up with ease, arranging his arms so that the skirt of his daughter's dress was straight and wouldn't ride up with her movements.

"Her shoes are next to the door. Go carefully, I love you." Y/N spoke from the kitchen, turning her attention to the sink in front of her with a soft smile on her face after hearing her husband and daughter shouting "I love you" back.

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"Come on honey, give your hand to daddy." Matt asked after passing the market entrance, placing Eloise on the floor and taking her small hand, which seemed even smaller when compared to his own. "Let's see what your mom needs."

Matt fished his phone out of his jeans pocket and opened the messaging app, clicking straight to chat with his wife and reading the small list she sent.

The man decided that a basket would be enough, opting not to take a cart. Two of his hands were busy with his daughter and the basket, something he had already gotten used to after repeating this same routine since Eloise learned to walk.

Eloise loved accompanying her father in everything he did, seeing him as her inspiration.

Matt still worked on YouTube with his brothers - of course with fewer videos, since each one had their own family and personal life; but Eloise always made a point of accompanying her father on filming, even though she never appeared in the videos, her baby voice and loud laughs always sounded in the background of each of them.

When Matt was playing video games, Eloise would sit on his lap and watch her father type quickly, often falling asleep even with the loud sounds coming from his headphones.

Even when her father went out with his friends and brothers to play lacrosse or hockey, Eloise begged to accompany him, always being spoiled by the adults and cheering loudly for her father.

Eloise was a true daddy's girl.

"Daddy, can I get some ice cream?" The little girl asked as they passed the ice cream fridge. A big smile graced her face, showing her gums with some missing teeth.

Matt paused for a few seconds, knowing that if Y/N found out that Eloise ate something sweet before lunch, she would fight him. But who said he would be able to resist his daughter's smile and her big blue eyes?

"Alright, dove, but you have to promise to keep it a secret between the two of us." The man asked, crouching down to Eloise's height, raising his pinkie.

And that brings us to the current moment, with Matt already in the checkout line, the basket in his left hand, and Eloise at his right side, holding the ice cream with both hands and a smile still on her face, waiting patiently to being able to eat her treat.

After paying for all the items, Matt thanked the cashier and balanced the bags in his arms, taking his daughter's hand and leaving the store.

On the way home, Eloise squeezed Matt's index finger hard - with her little strength -, getting his attention. The man stopped his steps, looking at Eloise, who was already looking at him with pleading eyes.

"Yes, honey?" He asked, waiting for his daughter to verbalize what she wanted, just like he and Y/N taught her.

"Daddy, I want my ice cream. Please." The little girl asked, remembering to add the magic word at the end.

Matt smiled softly, bending down again and opening one of the bags, keeping Eloise close to him. His right hand reached through the vegetables, pulling out the ice cream covered in pink plastic.

Eloise raised her hands, waiting for her father to give her the treat, but the man lowered her little hands with his left one.

"Let daddy open it first." He spoke, using his two hands to open the plastic, being careful not to tear it, arranging it so that the ice cream melted only inside the packaging, avoiding a bigger mess.

"Here, baby. Hold it with both hands and eat it carefully." Matt asked, handing her the wrapped ice cream and arranging her smaller hands so she could hold it properly.

The man straightened up, arranging all the bags in his right hand and placing his left hand on his daughter's shoulder, keeping her close to him, guiding her carefully so she didn't trip over something or hit somewhere, her eyes too entertained by the pink treat in front of her.

Unfortunately, the promise made between father and daughter did not prevail, Y/N having discovered the treat due to Eloise's hands and mouth being covered in a sticky pink substance and a larger than normal smile adorning her face.

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iammattswife · 1 month

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Can someone PLEASE write a dad matt based on their new video where like his 3yr old daughter joins them (mum reader too) PLEASE

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sturnsssbow · 27 days

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MORNINGS WITH MATT

dad!matt x mom!oc

summary: a morning with Matt and Gracie taking care of their daughter, Rory

warnings: fluff!! No use of y/n (I hate that shit)

The morning started off like normal, Matt in the shower, Gracie doing her makeup, and Rory sleeping. It’s always peaceful until Rory gets up and runs into her parents room.

“Good morning, sweetie.”

“good morning, mommy”

After the small interaction, Rory wants her hair to be nice and pretty for preschool, so Gracie put her on the counter and started on her hair.

Matt walked out of the shower to see his wife doing his daughter’s hair. He smiled to himself and walked into the closet. Matt picked out a pair of jeans and a random hoodie. After getting changed he walked back into the bathroom to see what his girls were doing.

Gracie had finished Rory’s hair. Two buns at the top of her head. But Rory decided she wanted bows on the buns, so both girls are looking through a drawer with the hair items.

“Your hair looks pretty Rory.” Matt said to his daughter.

“Thank you daddy!” Rory smiled, while still looking for 2 pink bows.

“Oh, Rory, look at these two bows. Do you want these ones?” Gracie held up two small pink bows that would fit in Rory’s hair.

Rory nodded at her mom. Gracie put the two bows right in front of the buns. Matt just watched both girls, happy to have them both in his life.

“Alright, there you go! Now let’s go get you changed.” Rory smiled at her hair, happy that she got bows.

Rory walked out of the room, headed for her own.

“I love you.” Matt said, also smiling. Matt pulled Gracie in for a kiss, and she accepted it. Once they pulled away Gracie said it back.

“I love you too. Now I gotta go get Rory changed. Can you pack her lunch?”

Matt replied, “Yeah, I can. I’ll also get her breakfast.”

“Thank you so much, Matt. We’ll be down there soon.”

Matt nodded and headed off towards the kitchen, while Gracie headed for Rorys bedroom.

In the kitchen, Matt puts a ham and cheese sandwich, — cut in fours — a cutie, juice box, gummies, and a small piece of chocolate in Rory’s lunchbox. He also gets breakfast ready for Rory, fruit loops and a glass of milk. Matt also made a cup of coffee for Gracie to drink, Matt just ate a cutie.

Rory and Gracie come down the stairs together, Rory running straight to the dining table to eat, and Gracie walking towards Matt.

“Here’s your coffee m’lady.” Matt says in a funny voice.

“Why thank you young lad.” Gracie responds, playing along with him.

“I’m not a young lad.” Matt whines.

Gracie gives Matt a look, while taking a sip of her coffee.

“Mommy can I watch tv?” Rory asks from the table.”

“Yeah, come on let’s sit down.”

Gracie, Matt, and Rory all come to sit on the couch. Matt grabs the remote puts on SpongeBob. They watch the show together, until Matt says it’s time to drop Rory off at preschool.

authors note: I love dad matt, if y’all know any good dad matt fics, pls tag me in them!! Also comment if you wanna be added to my tag list!

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pettydollie · 2 months

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d/n's at one of s/n's hockey games

why does he look like that

shhhhhhh

#biggesthater

i just made a post abt how i my dad!au be so u can check that out if u want C:

priscilla (the second oldest and only daughter) is at christopher’s (the eldest) game. the entire family is there and most of the game, scilla is asking you about what’s going on.

“as if i’d know!” you giggle, looking over to chris who was so focused on the game. you twin boys were somewhat watching, but also talking to each other about something that happened at school that day.

“why is he moving so weird” priscilla laughs, covering her mouth with her hand. you pout. “aww he looks confused.”

chris chuckles, scratching his stubble. “leave him alone, girls.”

you and scilla ignore him. you feel a little more sympathetic when he misses the puck, but priscilla is eating it up, ready to use ‘well you can’t even pass a puck!’ as a comeback.

tags: @leah-loves-lilies @latinasforchrizz @stargirlsturniololover @junnniiieee07

#dad!chris sturniolo #sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo #chris sturniolo x reader

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pearlzier · 29 days

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js read niecesitting and it was the cutest thing ever omfg but like i was thinking maybe u could write something similar but vice versa ? like when r introduces matt to her niece and matt sees how reader is js so protective and motherly over her, he’s like oh my god i’m in love

a/n ┆.ᐟ ᰍ ︵ got a lil carried away perhaps + daily sturniolo triplets taglist plug as per usual ۫ .

you really fucking wanted to go to the party, but here you were, with your niece. it's not like you didn't want to take care of her, no, but you did want to have a social life. it was one night but.. you and matt were gonna go out and have fun. pushing these thoughts away, you watched as the little girl sat beside you at the kitchen island mixed up her little concoction of makeup from her baby makeup set.

“wait, come closer,” rue taps your hand with her chubby fingers, trying to drag you closer. you shuffle your body near her, having put down your phone before letting out a soft laugh of your own.

“okay, we have a makeup guru here,” she pats your cheek for you to shut your eyes so she can apply the eyeshadow. her big, cute eyes light up when she sees her masterpiece come to formation. a flurry of giggles slip past her lips and she claps her hands excitedly. there's a childlike, mysterious wonder filling her brown eyes, which soon turns to curiosity when she hears the sound of the door bell.

“i'll get it, auntie!” rue practically runs to the door, despite the fact that maybe the adult should go get it. you're typing on your phone, snorting out a laugh at something stupid you'd read when you hear rue make a little scared sound, and you quickly rise from where you are to check out what's happening at the door.

“rue rue, hey, who's—” your hands slide over to hold onto rue's shoulders as your brow furrows, but your expression softens almost instantly when you realise it's matt. rue clings to your leg as you hold her, and you watch as matt eyes the two of you with total confusion. you can almost laugh at his expression.

“am—am i interrupting?” his blue eyes flicker down to rue's, watching the confused expression on her face.

“auntie? who's that?” she asks, tugging on your oversized shirt. matt tilts his head, probably thinking the exact same thing as the child.

“hi, matt,” you say gently, smiling softly. guiding the child to the side gently, you tilt your head for him to come in, which confuses the little girl. “rue, meet matt, matt, meet rue,” they just stare at each other, kind of like two animals trying to defend their territory. in which their territory is you. rue notices how nice you are to matt, and matt notices how protective you are of her.

“hey, kid,” matt runs a hand through his hair, shutting the door behind him and locking it with the key on the door before he follows beside you a little tentatively.

“uhm..” she seems nervous to say high, to which you gently nudge her to do so, but not forcing her to. “hi, matt,” she says finally, clinging to your side quite a bit. “are you my auntie's friend?”

oh, so you're her aunt, matt thinks to himself. so she's your niece. that makes a lot more sense to him, and he relaxes a bit. he didn't know what he was thinking, but he's glad to know who she is to you. and why you're so protective of the little girl. it makes a little warmth grow in his stomach, which he can't quite put his finger on.

“uh, yeah, yeah,” he nods, arms crossed across his chest as you guys made it to the kitchen where you'd been sat up prior. your eyes flicker to his and an apologetic glint shimmers in them as you gesture for him to sit with you guys. “yeah, your auntie’s friend.”

“mhm,” you glance at him as he sits beside you and rue seems to be deciding something, her little fingers drumming against the table before she spoke up, tone gentle. she looks to you, and attempts to whisper, but it comes out as a quiet shout more than anything.

“do you think he wants his makeup done too, auntie?” she tries to cover her mouth with her hand, and this makes matt smile. matt smiles even more at the way you indulge rue, by doing the same in covering your mouth and whispering just as loud—

“i think so. should we ask?” the way you play with her makes his heart ache. he doesn't know what the feeling is, doesn't know whether he wants to know. but he doesn't hate it. doesn't mind it. might even like it.

“you ask, he's your friend, auntie,” rue decides, glancing at matt in a way she thinks is sneaky, but she just full on stares at him, before looking back at you.

“matt?” he pretends he was checking his phone, just to indulge the two of you in the same way you'd done for rue.

“hm? yeah?” matt leans against the counter, his expression a feigned innocence and obliviousness.

“you think, the lovely rue here, could do your makeup?” you bite back a soft smile as your gaze meets his and especially as matt pretends to not really know whether she could. he leans back, stretching, with a shrug.

“hmmmm, i dunno..”

“please! you'll look so fab,” rue promises, holding up her little pinky to which matt finds himself interlocking his with hers in a pinky promise as he sighs dramatically. a laugh slips past your lips, and soon, you find yourself watching your boyfriend get his makeup done by your niece.

matt is the perfect client, staying perfectly still for rue as she does his blush, his eyeshadow, etectera. you watch in amusement, but also fondness. “are we all done?” he asks after a moment, his eyes still shut. he probably looks ridiculous, he knows that, but he wants to see the happiness on both of your faces.

“mmmh, auntie, what d'you think?” matt opens his eyes and allows both you and rue to see the new look. you hum, letting the little girl lean against your shoulder are the two of you inspect him. the way you treat rue makes him want to cry, tears of literal joy. he bites his bottom lip, but releases it as soon as he senses rue about to protest so he doesn't mess up his beautiful red lipstick.

“he looks perfect, honey,” you smile softly, and rue claps her hands excitedly. you too have your makeup done, and rue had somehow managed to grasp a basic form of colour theory and made your makeup match. as your niece bounds off to grab a mirror so you two can see your makeup, both you and matt make eye contact and burst out laughing instantly. “you do look perfect!”

“y’look even better, sweetheart,” he crosses his arms once more and leans against the table. he admires you silently, for a moment, before he speaks up, “you're good with her.”

“huh?” your brow furrows, and matt notices, so he continues, having now reached out to hold your hand gently.

“with rue. you treat her like your own kid, y'know?” his thumb traces a heart on your palm before he lets go, feeling a little too sappy for a simple moment like this. however, you nod, leaning against the table too as your head tilts to the side a little.

“that kid's my life,” you admit as you look up at him, squeezing his hand for a moment after you'd taken it back into yours. a soft smile plays on your lips, and you continue, “i adore her.”

“yeah?” it's like matt's taking a mental note of this. as he watches you, he nods. he leans over and presses a quick kiss to your cheek, leaving a red lipstick mark on your skin. god, he loves you. you are quite literally, unequivocally, perfect. and that realisation slowly dawns upon him as he searches your gaze for a second before he glances back over at rue's bounding footsteps with a little mirror in her hands.

“okay, line up!” she gestures the two of you over, and you both shuffle over with your fingers intertwined. rue has clearly very much noticed something as she flickers her eyes over the two of you. first of all, the interlaced fingers make her brows raise. then the red kiss mark on your cheek which is suspiciously similar to the tone of red on matt's lips.

you and matt glance at eachother for a moment, stifiling your laughter before you pose with eachother in the mirror, which then gives rue an idea. “auntie, can i use your phone?”

“go ahead, babe,” you smile, pressed against matt's side. rue hops up onto the chair to grab your phone, fiddling with it before she hands you it so you can turn it on. unlocking it, you hand it back to the girl so she can take the photos she wants to of you two.

“say… cheese!” she beams, smiling happily as she snaps a few photos of the two of you. she quickly turns and shows them to you, his eyes searching yours for a moment as you're looking at the photos. a glimmer of pure adoration gleams in his eyes and he glances at rue for a moment, who's looking back at him with a look that's way too knowing for a little girl her age.

“thank you for the makeup, kid,” matt gives her a smile, to which rue beams and nods, giggling.

“anytime!” she shrugs, as if it's nothing, glancing back at you. you look back up at her and you let out a little hum under your breath when you see the time.

“i think it's someone's bed time,” rue whines, and she looks at matt as if he's gonna agree, but he shrugs his shoulders with a little laugh.

“your aunt's right, kid, c'mon,” she pouts, but she hands the phone back over as she glances dramatically at the stairs. her eyes roll and she glances back at you once more.

“can you get my bedtime story ready?”

“you got it, missy, stay right here you two,” you agree to do your niece's bidding, and you head on upstairs to sort out her pajamas and stuff, which leaves matt and rue together. a comfortable silence settles over the two of them.

“so when are you getting married?”

“i don't.. we aren't—what? who.. hey, woah, no—what colour ring would she like?”

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